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Dec 2013
You keep me up at night
Thinking of you, in trance.
Let's stay up all night
Doing the bedroom dance.

We don't need furniture,
We can dance standing up.
So you know in the future,
I like to be felt up.

I feel sticky and sweaty
Just thinking about you
I'm wanting and ready
To see what you can do.

We can dance in public.
At home, or with your friend.
We're dancing, and I love it.
I don't want it to end.

The dance is over.
My hair is in knots.
You're my favorite lover
Running through my thoughts.
Amy Perry
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Amy Perry  29/F/San Diego, CA
(29/F/San Diego, CA)   
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